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Chapter 55 Please start your performance(2/2)

Anyway, don’t ask so many questions, this show is not interesting, just watch it for fun.”

Zheng Shuqing waved his hands disapprovingly and said. He briefly explained what joining the army drama is.

What is "funny"?

Sima Qian's "Comic Biographies" for comic artists in "Historical Records" has an explanation.

Among them, comedians are called "actors". These people make it their mission to amuse the kings and relieve their boredom. They are just the playthings of the rulers and did not become popular among the people.

Watching the performance on the stage, Fang Chongyong felt a bit like a sketch from his previous life, coupled with ups and downs of music.

It's a bit interesting, but that's it.

Fang Chongyong nodded slightly, looking at it with gusto.

"Act 2, the ballad girl!"

After the drama about joining the army was over, the announcer came out again, held up a sign, and shouted loudly.

"There was a man named Su in the Northern Qi Dynasty who was not an official but called himself a doctor. He was addicted to drinking and would beat his wife every time he got drunk.

The wife felt sad and complained to the neighbors, but others made fun of her.

The husband wore a woman's clothing, Xu stepped into the scene to sing songs, every stack, the others were in unison, 'stepping on the ballad and coming!

"Yao"; it is used to express injustice, so it is said to be bitter. When the husband arrives, he will act like a fight, thinking it is amusement."

The announcer did not move away, but stepped aside and began to "narrate".

Fang Chongyong looked confused and turned around and asked Zheng Shuqing: "What are you doing?"

"Tell the audience what is being performed."

Zheng Shuqing was puzzled by the question.

"It would be nice to just watch a show, why are we talking about this?"

"If we don't talk about this, who knows what the opera is doing?"

Zheng Shuqing looked at Fang Chongyong's confusion and asked, "This prodigy Fang is smart, but he is always stupid on some common sense issues."

After a while, the Tang Dynasty version of "Farewell My Concubine", "Fairy Dance" with the participation of many young dancers, etc. were performed.

Not only are there these dance operas, there are also acrobatics performed at tricky angles.

Fang Chongyong saw a thin boy standing on a horizontal wheel, and someone was spinning the wheel next to him.

The boy could actually perform all kinds of incredibly difficult movements on the rotating wheel, and he could also play the flute at the same time!

Previously, all the musicians were behind a half-circled screen, and the outlines of the musicians could only be seen through the semi-transparent silk on the screen. Now, this was the first time that Fang Chongyong saw someone playing the flute in public.

What a unique skill!

Fang Chongyong couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Three hundred and sixty lines, and he will be the number one scholar. This skill of playing the flute and doing acrobatics will probably not be able to reach the level of elegance without ten years of practice.

"I didn't see Yang Yuhuan coming out."

Zheng Shuqing handed the "program list" to Fang Chongyong with a weird look on his face. This seemed like a lively banquet performance, but it actually hid a murderous intention.

People who are not vigilant will be killed for an inconspicuous reason when they go home after the banquet, and they may even die without knowing what the problem is.

"The next program is the song of colorful feathers, which is also the finale."

Fang Chongyong said softly.

Li Longji's seat is in the main seat in the north, which is quite far away. He can only see the general appearance, but not the expression on the other person's face.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In short, Li Longji is very calm now, with basically no body movements, just like a sculpture sitting in place.

"The last scene, the song of colorful feathers!"

The "announcer" shouted and then left in a hurry.

The venue, which had been buzzing with murmurs, suddenly fell silent. A young woman wearing a graceful and luxurious Tang brocade robe, dancing gracefully on the stage, immediately attracted everyone's attention!

It's her! She must be Yang Yuhuan!

Fang Chongyong had an extremely strong premonition in his heart, and he didn't need anyone to introduce her at all. He just took one look and knew that this woman couldn't be anyone else.

Soon, the solo dance turned into a group dance. Four dancers wearing slightly darker colors but the same style of clothing began to dance around Yang Yuhuan. Fang Chongyong could tell that one of them was Li Twelve Niang, Gongsun's apprentice!

Yang Yuhuan's outfit is probably not Li Longji's whim to play dress-up, but it is very possible that Yang Yuhuan accidentally saw Li Twelve Niang and others rehearsing in the opera house, so he hatched a plan and deliberately made one for himself.

Put on Tang Jin's clothes, and then show your favor in front of Li Longji!

This woman is not as simple as she imagined. She is also very adaptable to the change in her identity and is very calm and leisurely.

At this time, Gao Lishi called on the eunuchs in the palace to distribute pens, inks and other items to the guests.

What Li Longji wants to express is very clear: This is my woman, you all should praise her quickly to flatter her!

Whoever takes the best photo will be rewarded heavily!

"Shilang Zheng, please start your performance."

Fang Chongyong handed the pen and paper sent by the eunuch to Zheng Shuqing and said.

"Perform what?"

Zheng Shuqing hasn't come back to his senses yet, and now his mind is full of beauties with weak bones and strong muscles.

"Perform your flattery skills. If you do well, this matter will be solved."

Fang Chongyong said meaningfully.

"Who to shoot?"

"Yang Yuhuan."

"How to shoot?"

Zheng Shuqing was stunned. He couldn't write poems to flatter women! What's more, he couldn't flatter a woman!

"The clouds are like the clothes, the flowers are like the face, the spring breeze is blowing the curtains and the dew is thick. What do you think?"

Fang Chongyong wrote these two lines of poetry on paper and asked.

"Absolutely awesome!"

Zheng Shuqing looked at the other party in shock.

"Since you know, why don't you hurry up?"
Chapter completed!
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